Chapter 2: An Eerie Visitor
It's not often I rise with the sun, but today seems to be one of those days. Considering the amount of homework I left myself last night, I suppose it shouldn't surprise me; my subconscious holds me accountable better than any alarm could. I sit up...
The Fatesmith
"So." A heavy thud sounded in the small shop as a bag of cloth-wrapped armor slammed onto the front counter. "You're the Fatesmith?" A rather bulky man turned toward the front, tossing an oily rag over his shoulder and revealing the...
Chapter 1: Magic
Life is strange. I mean that in a literal sense. Living with Powers definitely makes life strange. No one really knows exactly when the first Powers showed up. I resist the urge to tap my pencil on my desk as the old codger of a history teacher...